Goddess Of The Underworld (Sheridan Hartin) novel Chapter 104

Chapter 104

Noah

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Everything had been running smoothly in the underworld lately, and we’d worked out a

nice routine: spend the nights here handling soul traffic, keeping the realms balanced,

and then portal back to Red Moon during the day to manage pack duties and, more

importantly, be with Envy. We still had a few hours left until sunrise, and with nothing

urgent pressing down on us, I decided to let Hawk out for a proper run. The Underworld

was quiet tonight, the veil steady, and the air thrummed with that low hum of death and

magic that I’d grown oddly fond of. I stepped out of the massive obsidian doors of the

kingdom and inhaled deeply. That familiar scent, rich, smoky air laced with iron and shadowed whispers, filled my lungs and made something settle inside me. Home. Then I

shifted. Bones snapped and twisted, and heat burst through my spine as Hawk took over.

We were massive in this form, larger than an Alpha wolf, almost bear–like in size, with

thick black fur and deep red streaks that shimmered when we ran. Our paws thudded against the blackened stone, sending tiny cracks of embers dancing into the air. We took off toward the lower stretches of the underworld, away from the path of the forgotten communities, just for the thrill of the run. The stone gave way to scorched earth, then eventually to the garden lands, an eerie, yet oddly beautiful section of the realm where Evelina had spent most of her nights lately. The moment her scent hit us, Hawk faltered in his step. “Mate.” It flooded us, sweet, intoxicating, and impossible to ignore. She’d always smelled sweet, a mix of softness and bite that matched her perfectly. But ever since she’d fallen pregnant, her scent had changed. Sweetened. Ripened. Stronger. Now, it was like a song we couldn’t stop hearing, a magnetic pull that yanked at every protective

and possessive instinct inside us. We shifted back mid–stride, panting slightly as I stood upright again. My hand went to my chest on instinct, feeling the thump of my heart slow from the run and speed back up from her nearness. She was close. I followed the scent trail down one of the winding paths that led into the underworld’s royal gardens. Unlike

mortal gardens, these pulsed with both life and death, petals that shimmered like soul

dust, vines that slithered gently along ancient trellises, and glowing blue trees with silver leaves that hummed in the quiet. And there she was. Evelina. Envy. My mate. She was kneeling beside a flowering bush with glowing purple blossoms, her head tilted to one side as she whispered something to the petals, probably coaxing it to bloom in some magical way only she understood. The moonlight from the veil shimmered on her hair, catching on the strands that were thickening wildly with new growth, an after–effect, she said, of carrying a half–divine child. Her robe was loose, and I could just make out the slight curve of her stomach. That tiny bump had become our whole world. Hawk growled

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softly in my chest. Not from anger, no. From awe. From want. From the need to protect. She looked up then, and the smile that stretched across her lips was everything.

“Noah,” she said softly. “I felt you coming.” I walked closer, unable to help the way my eyes roamed over her, greedy and worshipful all at once.

I kissed her then, slow and lingering, and when we pulled apart, I stayed close.

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